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| 100% | Now pay a lot but the rest here, and they're shooting at me. Until now I have rescued them quite well. I jump over a big wreck and then I go on faster. I don't want to die in this, my child! | ▶️ |
| 99% | 1187, Hunter-Voss. That's the hotel, what? Where I live? Nice place, I sure guess. Is that part of the test? No, just warming up, that's all. It's not fancy or anything. You're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all this is the test now? Yes, you're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all of a sudden you look at it. What world? What desert? Doesn't make any difference what desert is completely hypothetical. But after my breathing, maybe you're fed up. Maybe you want to be by yourself, who knows? You look down and you see a tortoise, Leon. It's crawling towards you. Tortoise? What's that? You know what a turtle is? Of course. Same thing. Never seen a turtle. But I understand what you mean. You reach down and you flip the tortoise over on his back, Leon. You make up these questions, Mr. Holden, and they write them down for you. The tortoise lays on his back, his belly baking in a hot sun beating his legs trying to turn himself over, but it can't. Not without your help. Would you not help him? What do you mean I'm not helping? I mean you're not helping. Why is that Leon? They're just questions, Leon. In answer to your query, they're written down for me. It's a test designed to provoke an emotional response. Shall we continue? Describe in single words only the good things that come into your mind. About your mother? My mother? Yeah. Let me tell you about my mother. | ▶️ |
| 98% | 1187, Hunter-Voss. That's the hotel, what? Where I live? Nice place, I sure guess. Is that part of the test? No, just warming up, that's all. It's not fancy or anything. You're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all this is the test now? Yes, you're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all of a sudden you look at it. What world? What desert? Doesn't make any difference what desert is completely hypothetical. But after my breathing, maybe you're fed up. Maybe you want to be by yourself, who knows? You look down and you see a tortoise, Leon. It's crawling towards you. Tortoise? What's that? You know what a turtle is? Of course. Same thing. Never seen a turtle. But I understand what you mean. You reach down and you flip the tortoise over on his back, Leon. You make up these questions, Mr. Holden, and they write them down for you. The tortoise lays on his back, his belly baking in a hot sun beating his legs trying to turn himself over, but it can't. Not without your help. Would you not help him? What do you mean I'm not helping? I mean you're not helping. Why is that Leon? They're just questions, Leon. In answer to your query, they're written down for me. It's a test designed to provoke an emotional response. Shall we continue? Describe in single words only the good things that come into your mind. About your mother? My mother? Yeah. Let me tell you about my mother. | ▶️ |
| 92% | Twenty seconds and counting. T-minus 15 seconds, guidance is internal. Twelve, eleven, ten, nine, ignition sequence starts. Six, five, four, three, two, one, zero, all engine one. Look dog, we have a look dog. Thirty-two minutes past the hour. Look dog on the power of eleven. Tower clear. All engines waiting in and in you for this. One round. All engines are good at one round. | ▶️ |
| 92% | Twenty seconds and counting. T-minus 15 seconds, guidance is internal. Twelve, eleven, ten, nine, ignition sequence starts. Six, five, four, three, two, one, zero, all engine one. Look dog, we have a look dog. Thirty-two minutes past the hour. Look dog on the power of eleven. Tower clear. All engines waiting in and in you for this. One round. All engines are good at one round. | ▶️ |
| 99% | I peel the skin off my face like exposed to sydney's delay. My travels can destroy you, but unfortunately I have no idea where I've been. In the prison of my mind, a bunch of devices, spoons and speakable horrors to my friends. Bloodstains on my hands did not be washed away. I'm not losing it at last, you have to find myself inside or out of the furnace. I'm on the ground, all running to war in the first direction. There's no reason I have to take a few risks of your poisonous clothes and quartz from your veins. There's nothing left here to work for you, you can't handle that situation. I'm posing you inside or out. And your mere madness matters, and all that is left is a boring fucking mess. | ▶️ |
| 93% | Walking along on my own, anticipating the trouble at home. Right now I just need to wander. I just need to wander. Are you leaving? But I don't think I care. I think I'll be happy with you out of my hair. I said you won't. Drag me under. You won't. Drag me under. I need to be free. | ▶️ |
| 96% | D-double-l-D-double-l-stop Here we go again because it's been a while Don't make it back until the job's at job I rock from the head into the middle of the room My name's Mike D, I'm my lady's choice I wanna get next to you like Rose Rose Rock When I get around I hear my golden voice I wanna die to blood, you know what get nice Cruising like a fanboy on the plane You're drinking ass across the cross-lane So watch his back when he takes the stage I'll send you off on a naked rampage 3 MCs and 1 DJ We be getting down with no delay Nick's mastermind, what you got to say? I want to talk about the attack | ▶️ |
